Jin'er walked out of the room quickly, turned into the corridor, and when there was no one around, the burning sensation on her face gradually subsided. She couldn't help covering her mouth and looking up, smiling. The sun was bright, falling from above her vision. Search: \(Full? Edition? Divine? Station) to read high-quality literature for free.

Although she knew that she would have to talk about this matter with Li Heng before he went to Shandong, she was still happy to have obtained understanding in advance.

She couldn't help sniffing, and quickly walked back to the courtyard, to the room she shared with Sister Yunzhu. After entering the door, she couldn't help clenching her fists in front of her and jumping up, jumping a few times excitedly like a little zombie, when her foot suddenly stepped on the hem of her skirt.

"Ah..." Whoosh-- Crash-- Bang--

"What's wrong?"

Ning Yi's doubtful voice came.

"N-nothing!"

In the room, Jin'er rolled over and lay on the bed, sunlight shining in from the doorway and windows. A stool was overturned in the room, and the mosquito net was pulled down, collapsing on half of the bed. The sunlight shone on the usually lively and cheerful girl's crystalline face, and on her white dress and body. She opened her mouth slightly, looking at the ceiling, and lay like that for a long time, then hesitated and put her hands together, held them to her lips, and closed her eyes.

"Father, Mother... do you see that... Jin'er is going to be taken... May your spirits in heaven... protect him..."

She murmured, a tear seeping from the corner of her eye, tracing her cheek, and falling gently...

Outside the window, it was a bright and sunny day.

And our gaze turns to the north.

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In the Wu Dynasty, on the bright and sunny day of the fifth day of the fifth month in the tenth year of the Jinghan Emperor, our vision travels through the wilderness rivers, towering mountains and ridges, all the way north, to the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, within the territory of Yizhou. Dark clouds gathered in the grayish sky below our field of vision, and through the dark clouds, beneath the sky, there was a heavy rain.

Forests, cities, winding roads, dilapidated villages scattered in the rain, and a river flowing through the mountains and fields ahead. Located south of a small city, the lead-gray military camp was filled with a solemn and grim atmosphere. Soldiers patrolled, carts and horses came and went, kicking up splashes of water and mud. In such weather, most of the soldiers stayed in their tents, waiting for the rain to stop before training again. Near noon, the curtain of the main tent in the military camp was suddenly lifted, and a tall Han man from Liaodong strode in, covered in rainwater.

In the center of the main tent, the general who was clearly the leader of the army, with a long knife at his waist, was looking at a map at the table. He was wearing armor and a treasured sword, magnificent and stern, but it seemed that he had not been wearing it for long, and his temperament was somewhat out of place. But if you only looked at this middle-aged general, with his dignified appearance, burly figure, and steady gaze, you would know that he had been leading troops for many years and had a considerable aura, but although this was the case, he had not yet developed the temperament of a nouveau riche.

He was pointing at the map with several generals around him, arranging military affairs. The Han man who came in from the door seemed to be the core of this army, laughing loudly with the rainwater on his body: "Big Brother! That fellow Xiao Gan has sent people to deliver things again, and even had a messenger send a letter. According to what you said, the things were left behind, and the messenger was sent away by me. The letter is here..." He threw a letter on the table, then looked at the map, "How is it, has this matter been discussed? In my opinion, the Liao people are in such a situation, there's no need to discuss, just attack directly! The Wu people have two hundred thousand troops!"

"Haha, you only know how to say stupid things!"

The general smiled, picked up the letter on the table, turned around a few steps, and sat on the chair at the head in a grand manner, before tearing open the letter. The Han man who had just entered laughed: "Big Brother, am I wrong? If the Liao people hadn't been defeated like a mountain, why would they send us things like this? Big Brother, what does the letter say?"

"Full of literary nonsense..." The general looked at it a few times and threw the letter away casually, "You guys can read it yourselves."

"I can't read much..." The Han man next to him picked up the letter, but no one looked at it, probably knowing that the Big Brother above would say it.

The general above shook his head and sneered: "The Liao people have submitted to the Wu Dynasty and the Jin Dynasty."

"Ah?" Several generals were stunned, "Will the Wu Dynasty agree?" "Hard to say." "They care about face."

While the others were discussing, the general above stood up: "Even if they agree, they will still fight!" He waved his hand, "The Liao people have been beaten by the Jin people to the point where they have no choice. This time, Chief Military Counselor Tong led troops north, and there are already more than two hundred thousand troops here. How could they leave without firing an arrow? Xiao Po Dian is clever, blocking Chief Military Counselor Tong's army on one side, and submitting to all sides to delay time. Giving us things, the letter says that our allegiance to the Wu Dynasty will never be investigated. The Wu and Liao Dynasties are brotherly states, and if we go to the Wu Dynasty, we are only going to our elder brother's side. The letter also says that as long as we sit and watch the situation this time and do not participate in it, we will be greatly rewarded in the future..."

Defecting from the Liao Kingdom and surrendering to the Wu Dynasty, this general was none other than Guo Yaoshi of the Ever-Victorious Army. He smiled at this time, spat out a mouthful of saliva, and walked to the table: "Am I a fool? I want the things, and we also want the Wu Dynasty's fame! Now that we have already defected to the Wu Dynasty, the first thing I want to do is take Yanjing! This matter, His Majesty has been thinking about it for a long time..."

"...By the way, is the banquet ready for tonight? We have to take good care of that civil official who came a few days ago."

"It's ready." One of the generals nodded, "The singers, food, and performances are all ready. But that guy is full of literary airs, looks weak and powerless, and is always so obsequious to us. I don't understand why you value him so much, Big Brother. Every time you see him, you demean yourself..."

"What do you know?" Guo Yaoshi smiled, "His rank is very high. You see him respecting us now because we are popular. If this popularity is gone, I'll tell you, in the South, civil officials are higher than military officials! He's here to restrain us, don't overestimate yourselves..."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and placed a small flag on the map, muttering to himself, "Anyway... he's a very learned person, it's never bad to respect him. Tonight, give him half of what Xiao Gan sent... and send the other half to Chief Military Counselor Tong, Commander Liu, and the others, and we'll add some local products... hey, do you think these scholars have any special requirements for gifts... we northerners, don't let people call us bumpkins..."

As he said this, the others looked at each other, naturally not knowing how scholars should be given gifts. Someone hesitated, "In that case, Big Brother, why did we choose the Wu Dynasty..."

The others echoed, "That's right."

Guo Yaoshi raised his head and looked at them, "It's just a little trouble, where isn't there any. I ask you, is it better to add flowers to the brocade, or is it better to be remembered for sending charcoal in the snow?"

He paused, "The Jin people have already taken half of the Liao Kingdom, who among the Jurchen people isn't crazy? If we go over there, can you beat them? Even if you beat a few, they won't value you? The Wu Dynasty is different. They've wanted to take back the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun for two hundred years. As soon as we go, they'll immediately take back two. Who wouldn't value us? Next, while Xiao Gan is confronting Chief Military Counselor Tong, we'll attack Yanjing first. Xiao Gan will be attacked from both sides and won't have time to come back to help. The Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun will help sweep a piece. The Wu people will remember us."

"The people who called us over have already arrived. Do you know why it's at this time? The Wu Dynasty suffered a great defeat before, with ten thousand men losing to one thousand men. This kind of thing won't happen too often, but the confidence of their people has already been shaken. Chief Military Counselor Tong led troops north, and before he wins a victory, we are sending charcoal in the snow. After that, we'll use the power of these two hundred thousand men to sweep the entire north and take back the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun. Even if most of the credit goes to Chief Military Counselor Tong, I'll tell you, most of the fame will be ours!"

He smiled and pushed the flags onto the map in piles, "I've already thought about the future for everyone. With two hundred thousand men pressing down, the Liao people can't stop it now, but they certainly aren't as capable as us. After conquering Liao, you all know how fierce the Jurchens are. They have few people and can't reach the south, but if you want to defend the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, you must have capable people. Brothers, you are responsible for fighting, and I will bear any pressure for you, but our Ever-Victorious Army must become the most capable branch in the Wu Dynasty's army, and then we can establish our own government here and block the Jurchens! Everyone can bring honor to their ancestors. As long as we are always useful, those civil officials won't be able to restrain us, and no one can give you grief... Liaodong men take wealth and honor from the edge of a sword."

With these words, everyone became excited. The predecessor of the Ever-Victorious Army was the Resentful Army, which was originally selected from famine victims in Liaodong. After its establishment, although it was capable of fighting, it was always feared by the Liao people, and it did not live very comfortably. But during the period after surrendering to the Wu Dynasty, it truly enjoyed the treatment of a popular commodity. At this time, they did not expect that the boss had already thought so far ahead for them: establishing a government? Bringing honor to their ancestors?

Amidst the discussion of the crowd, Guo Yaoshi waved his hand with a smile: "Also, also, the reason why we joined the Wu Dynasty is because we have heard about the prosperity of the South for a long time, and have always envied it, but we haven't seen it much. Our five capitals of the previous Liao Kingdom, which were said to be flowery worlds, I'll tell you, are far from it! The Southern Dynasty is the real prosperity, such as Bianliang, Jiangning, Gusu, Hangzhou... the things there are so beautiful... and the girls, their bodies are as smooth as water..."

For men, talking about this is the most resonating, and everyone laughed, a burst of lewdness. Guo Yaoshi straightened his expression.

"When the time comes, everyone, brothers, will go to the South to marry a girl and start a family, and the children born will not starve here. From a young age, they will study the words of sages... and when they are old and can't fight, they can live in mansions in the South, which is what the scholars call enjoying their old age. Then this life will really be worth it..."

As he said this, he lowered his head and smiled, and then punched the table with a bang. When he raised his head, his eyes were fierce: "Before that! Fight! Win battles! Be the most capable! This is what we have to do! I have already contacted several gang leaders in Yanjing City. Next, as long as we can persuade Chief Military Counselor Tong and Commander Liu, we can immediately send troops and break through the city with light cavalry first! By the time Xiao Po Dian reacts, the city will already be ours! Taking Yanjing is our stepping stone! Tonight, I will host a banquet for that adult and ask for his help to persuade Chief Military Counselor Tong and the others. He doesn't dare to humiliate you, and you don't give him any attitude either, do you understand?"

"Understood."

"Understood, Boss."

"We treat him like our own father."

"Hahahaha..."

Everyone laughed and joked, talking about the future prospects. Guo Yaoshi casually grabbed something and threw it at them, scolding with a smile: "Get out! Think more about Yanjing, train more troops! Everyone goes to fight, and the miscellaneous things, I, as the boss, will naturally take care of! Go!"

After driving a group of younger brothers out of the tent, the main tent became quiet. Guo Yaoshi stood there, thinking about the whole thing, clenched his right fist, and smashed it on the palm of his left hand, raised his head slightly, and looked proud. After a moment, he punched again. They had not surrendered to the Wu for long, and the Ever-Victorious Army had not been in a smooth situation for long. In any case, after making such a big decision, it was not safe for the supreme general to bring such a large group of people to eat. But he thought there would be no problem.

Thinking so, he nodded, full of ambition.

Bang!

Fist clenched in his palm.

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